In Nomine Domini

In the name of the Lord
I come against you — carried forth by the wind of your fall
Behold and ponder
Hell is made anew — the brimstone comes alive

Come and greet the judgment — in which you shall dissolve
Bow and give thanks for we have pillaged God — and made his vengeance our own

In the name of the Lord
I come against you — high on the sweet irony of the cross
Behold and ponder
You will have no peace — no restless and rootless fall

Come now, greet the downfall — of your revered free will
Bow and give thanks for we have built on death — and made her hunger our home

In the name of the Lord
I come against you — carried forth by the wind of your fall
Accept now the flame
In which you shall be cleansed

Behold and ponder
Hell is made anew
See now, the brimstone of my psalms come alive
Accept now the faith in which you shall devolve

Come and greet the judgment — in which you shall dissolve
Bow and give thanks for we have pillaged — and made his vengeance our own